The Book of Death (Bourbon Kid 4)

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to him. ‘Don’t sniff it,’ she warned. ‘Dante sat on it just now.’
    Sanchez took a look at
Dante’s naked body and grimaced. ‘Why would I sniff it anyway?’ he asked.
    ‘I don’t know. You look
the sort.’
    ‘Yeah well, your pants
are on fire.’
    ‘Shit!’
    He was right. Over by
Beethoven’s piano, Kacy’s jeans had just caught fire. The flames were spreading
towards her sneakers too. And it was starting to get pretty fucking hot. She
left Dante and dashed over to her grab her sneakers before they went the same
way as her jeans.
    Sanchez rushed off with
the Eye of the Moon, heading for the stairs at the far end of the hall, ducking
out of the way of a few flames that seemed to deliberately lunge at him as he
ran.
    Dante freed his feet
from the last of the bandages and grabbed his clothes. He managed to pull on
his jeans and shoes and was reaching for his black T-shirt when he spotted the
Bourbon Kid. The serial killer had dragged the body of Rameses Gaius across the
floor towards the tomb. He dropped the once proud mummy on the floor by Dante’s
feet. The self-proclaimed Lord of the Undead now had two empty eye
sockets and a huge hole in his face where his nose had once been. The Kid had
removed his clothes too. The naked body wasn’t a pretty sight. It was covered
in blood and some pretty deep cuts, courtesy of the knife he’d been taken apart
with. As Dante was slipping his T-shirt over his head he greeted the Kid with a
thumbs up.
    ‘Hey man, thanks for
coming back for us.’
    ‘Thank your girlfriend.
She really came through for us.’
    ‘Yeah she’s cool like
that.’ Dante reached over to Kacy and grabbed her by the back of her head,
pulling her towards him. He didn’t need to pull hard. She reached forward and
their lips locked for several seconds before Dante pulled away. ‘Love you,
Kace,’ he said.
    ‘Love you too. Now
let’s get the fuck outta here.’
    The Bourbon Kid grabbed
Dante’s arm. ‘Hey, I need help wrapping this muthafucker up in these bandages.’
    ‘What for?’
    ‘We need to get him in
that fucking tomb.’
    ‘Isn’t he dead
already?’ Dante asked.
    ‘The guy’s been dead for
hundreds of years. He needs to go back in the tomb to be sure he won’t come
back.’
    ‘Even with the fire?’
    ‘Would you just do as
you’re fuckin’ told?’
    ‘Have we got time for
this?’ Kacy asked.
    Dante gave her a peck
on the cheek. ‘Why don’t you get outta here?’ he said ‘I’ll meet you outside in
a minute.’
    ‘Are you kidding?’
    ‘No. Go on, I’ll be
fine.’
    Kacy shook her head.
‘No you won’t. The last two times I’ve left you on your own you’ve gotten
yourself turned into a vampire and a mummy. If I leave you again I’m worried
you’ll turn into a zombie or a werewolf!’
    The Bourbon Kid grabbed
some of the bandages by Dante’s feet. ‘If you two don’t get a move on, we’ll
all be turned into ash. Quit bitchin’ and help me wrap this fucker up.’
    Kacy grabbed Gaius’s
feet and lifted them off the floor so that Dante and the Kid could start
wrapping the bandages around his legs.
    By the time they had
wrapped every inch of Gaius’s body in bandages the flames in the hall had
spread towards the stairs at the other end. The oxygen in the hall was becoming
thin, due in no small part to a considerable amount of smoke that was beginning
to blow up towards the ceiling.
    They hauled Gaius’s
body over to the open sarcophagus in the tomb display. He had escaped from that
same tomb a year earlier. Now it was time so send him back. The Kid stood
Gaius’s mummified body upright and the three of them pushed his body inside the
sarcophagus.
    ‘He’s a perfect fit,’
Dante commented. ‘You’d think it was made for him.’
    ‘It was,’ said Kacy.
    ‘Really?’
    ‘I’ll explain later.’
    A loud crash behind
them served as a reminder that time wasn’t on their side. The legs on
Beethoven’s piano had given way and it had crashed to the floor, engulfed in
flames. Other displays all around the hall were rapidly catching fire and
breaking apart.
    ‘Are we done?’ Dante
shouted above the din.
    The Kid nodded. ‘Get
outta here. I’ll stick the lid on this sonofabitch.’
    Kacy tugged at Dante’s
arm and started heading towards the stairs at the end of the hall. The fire was
spreading swiftly enough that their window of opportunity for escape would soon
be closed. Dante began to follow, but took one last look back to see